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Why am I to be the lonley one?
By Midian
Dark is my soul torn apart so often by the false love shown. The pain of
non acceptance and the feeling of worthlessness beckons, and I accept with
great enthusiasm. Married twice to pain and lies, thrown away by the ones
I believed in. I accept the pain as I am in love with it, torn by my own
self hatred and sense of nothingness, I attempt to die inside so I no longer
feel, and I attempt to hurt to feel something real. Love mocks me and does
not exist, the feeling companionship must not be for me. I myself create
my misery, incompatible with anyone because of what I have become. I am
an empty cup waiting to be filled, waiting to be loved waiting to be human
once again, the thought is nice but not realistic. As I embrace my pain
and remain weakly strong, you can gaze in my eyes and see my facade, but
the me that I am you WILL NEVER SEE!
Post poem explanation
First off this is my first poem ever. I don't mind positive criticism,
it will only make me better. I have been married twice and as we all know
love = pain. These are my feelings on the concept of being unloved, lonely,
and cold because of it. Thank you all for taking the time to read it.
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© 2007 Midian
Comments on "Why am I to be the lonley one?"
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A former member wrote:
I like the honesty and the fact that you're not trying to write fancy its just feelings can't be explained differently as the way they're felt and those who can... (Fake) I respect you for that. =)
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On Wednesday, August 8, 2007, urbanhumility
(1175)
wrote:
a tender and honest confession........a sad but beautiful introspection.........well done
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On Tuesday, June 12, 2007, Dancing_Monkey
(1246) wrote:
The real comment is this. This was allmost a rant. A freeflow poem as we know em. Keep these words true
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On Tuesday, June 12, 2007, Dancing_Monkey
(1246) wrote:
Into Dust is right. This is Emo realy Emo.. I envy you 2 broken relationships like that holds many poems.. Write em all and jump out the window.. or. get a thousand cats. or a tree log and talk strange
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A former member wrote:
I relate to this poem alot. I love it.
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A former member wrote:
This poem makes me feel content, and I relize more than just love is out there...
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A former member wrote:
every time your in a relationship you want out, but when your alone you want some one there.... it's an unbroken cycle that never has meaning
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A former member wrote:
spell check.
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